Chapter 15
The funeral took place on Monday afternoon, a small affair attended by folks who’d known Ben for decades. Dr. Bronfeld also took time out of his schedule to attend. It was a beautiful ceremony. It took place on Ben’s land, and he was buried beside his wife in the small family plot behind the house.
After everyone went home, I sat in Ben’s rocking chair and reminisced about all the times we’d spent on this porch, rocking out, sassing each other back and forth. There was a hole in my heart where he used to be, and it would be a long time before I’d get over his death, if ever.
One thing could help, though, and that was if Tyler did, in fact, come up here after he’d served his time. I was hopeful, but life had to go on, whether or not he was here.
Ben’s lawyer, Mr. Hammett, had
